Over and under we In with the suicide Here we fuck with And careful is to hide
So come give this a try it faster you bastard And over this mountain you No, you're not gonna last if you can't it past
Nicole, what's you got? Is that a black diamond back? A JMC racing Man, I wish I had one that
Nicole, you my soul With your cute bunny hop radical table top Girl, I wished you would never Nicole, I was ten years old
Shit, I left my cell phone at home, It's a broken collar bone Walk it off, you big pussy, and get your ass back on the It's time to go lay some pipe or just me get nice school you on how to get high Then go home your friends how you bite all my style
Nicole, what's that you Is that a black turbo back? A JMC bike? Man, I wish I had one like
Nicole, you my soul your cute little bunny hop Your table top Girl, I you would never stop
Nicole, you got moto licked The Hutch kids are off the All the skyway's are fixed Walky talkies and shit
Nicole, Quadangle, P.K. Ripper, Webco and Nicole, I was only ten old
Is there a love in life 'cause I wanna be your wife It's a bird, it's a plane, a bicycle up in the sky You didn't say you could fly, now I where I stand And I'm of life on the ground Lose my soul when I'm up your ramp, I am found
Hey Nicole, that you got? Is a black turbo diamond back? A JMC bike? Man, I wish I had one like
Nicole, you my soul With your cute bunny hop Your radical top Girl, I you would never stop
Nicole, you got this moto The Hutch kids are off the All the skyway's are being Walky talkies and shit
Nicole, Quadangle, P.K. Ripper, and Mongoose Nicole, I was ten years old